Harley Quinn and the Joker were a formidable couple that no one in Gotham dreamed to get between. No one questioned the love between them, it was easier for everyone to not think about the emotions or thoughts of the pair, but they seemed somewhat loyal to one another- at least one of them was loyal. You didn't know either of them too personally, having briefly met them and then decided to do your best to stay off their radar but you still couldn't have imagined their relationship breaking. That only made it harder to think of when you found Harley Quinn out in the rain, slamming her fist into a door.

You pulled over your car and waited, hoping that the door would open but it didn't seem to want to budge. You didn't know what was going on with her, but you did know that there was a brutal storm coming in and you weren't going to leave her out in it without anywhere to go.

"Harley," you called, trying to shout over the rainfall.

She peered over her shoulder, narrowing her eyes at you. Even though the rain covered her, you were certain the mascara streaks down her cheeks had come from her tears.

"Who are you?" She said, trying to keep a brave face but you could see the cracks coming through.

"Y/N. We met at the gallery a few months ago. You bought one of my paintings and insisted that I went for a drink with you," you explained to her.

For a moment she considered what you had said but she didn't remember you and did have anything to say about the matter.

"It doesn't matter. Are you okay?" You asked her. "You shouldn't be out in this weather."

Her lower lip quivered as she tried not to cry in front of you even though it would be hard to tell the difference between her tears and the rain.

"Mister... Mister J doesn't want me anymore," she croaked. "He won't let me back in and I have nowhere else to go."

You knew how dependent she was on him and how dangerous it would be without his protection. She may have been a huge bitch and hurt so many people, but she looked so pathetic and lost; you couldn't just leave her there.

Letting out a sigh, you leant across the passenger seat to open the door. "Get in."

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Written by Charlotte.

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